This is a song about "Baby quit the bullshit"

The lies of this bullshit entertainment foreclosed

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

But the hard part is that i can not quit

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

The heavy hitter who won't quit

Bet i'm heavy with that

I'm getting sick of the bullshit,

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Must be something you want me to see

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

Hold the key to these bullshit as concepts

Jill scott on my ipod, as my head rests

Motherfuckers quit the brown

He just throws it around